This is a song about "Minus"

I got freakin ghost rider temperature minus nicholas cage

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

It's a breeze forever minus a hundred degrees

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

See seas of c's when a's didn't have to be minus

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Sneeze minus the sick, ma mind is the disease

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Minus her boyfriend that i knock to the ground

Population? choose, you can add or minus

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Minus your head legs arms

You haters put up your guards